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    these days in an open book

    by  • August 17, 2006 • Uncategorized • 3 Comments

    Ginger has an unusual attachment to her Wrangler. When she came back from the “southern sojourn” of her sabbatical, I drove her Jeep to Providence to pick her up. When she got to the car, she hugged it – she didn’t think I saw her. On these highs-in-the-seventies-cloudless- summer-afternoon-drive-with-the-top-down kind of days, I understand...

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    first, for me

    by  • August 16, 2006 • Uncategorized • 1 Comment

    One of the summertime specialties at the Red Lion Inn, as in a lot of New England coastal restaurants, are Steamers. For the uninitiated, they are clams. We get ours from nearby Duxbury Bay and prepare them by boiling them in a mixture of white wine, clam juice, and rosemary. They are boiled until...

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    monday night special

    by  • August 15, 2006 • Uncategorized • 1 Comment

    I know part of the reason I like to cook is so people will tell me how good the food is. I come by it honest. One of my most enduring memories of dinner time as a kid was my mom biting into the food she had prepared for us and saying, “Isn’t this...

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    coming to you cordless

    by  • August 14, 2006 • Uncategorized • 8 Comments

    Most Monday mornings, Ginger and I get to take our time eating breakfast and then I come up to my trusty old iMac to write. Two things are different today. Due to some staff changes at the Red Lion Inn, I’m working today so Robert can get his day off. He’s been so good...

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    cooking with gas

    by  • August 10, 2006 • Uncategorized • 3 Comments

    Wednesday nights are not supposed to be a particularly busy night at the restaurant; last night was jammin’. For reasons we knew, and some we did not, the place filled up early and stayed that way until the kitchen closed about 9:15. My shift started about 10:15 – that morning. Joe and I were...

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    signposts

    by  • August 9, 2006 • Uncategorized • 2 Comments

    I’ve lived in Marshfield for a little over five years. The town is a small beach community that rambles up and down the coast for about seven or eight miles, it’s two lane roads winding between forests, marshes, and cranberry bogs, which means there is no particular design or logic to the way the...

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    cleaning out

    by  • August 8, 2006 • Uncategorized • 2 Comments

    Today our garage is going to lose some weight. On what is turning out to be a perfect New England summer day, Ginger and I are going to pull everything out of our garage (which is actually more of a storage shed) and take most of it to the dump. For the five years...

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    the end of the world

    by  • August 7, 2006 • Uncategorized • 6 Comments

    I woke this morning, as did we all, to news of more bombings in Lebanon, more rockets being fired into Israel, more uranium enrichment in Iran, more floods in India and Ethiopia, a volcano about to erupt in the Philippines, and a breakdown in oil production in Alaska. All we need now is news...

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    caught by surprise

    by  • August 4, 2006 • Uncategorized • 4 Comments

    The heat finally broke at our house this afternoon. About three-thirty, the wind started coming in off the water, the blinds on the east side of the house began to sway slightly letting in the cool air, and we all breathed a sigh of relief. According to the forecasters, the week ahead won’t see...

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    africa hot

    by  • August 2, 2006 • Uncategorized • 5 Comments

    It could top 100 degrees in the Boston area today. The heat wave that has been systematically baking the nation has reached us. As Matthew Broderick said in Biloxi Blues, “It’s hot. It’s hot. It’s Africa hot.” Well, I lived in Africa and I lived in Texas. Texas is hotter. Over the years we...

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